My name is John. Jenny (my wife) and I had taken several holidays in different U.S. cities enjoying each enormously but his year we decided that a road trip would be more interesting. I’d hired the car from the UK and we decided to drive the loop down the gulf coast of Florida and back up the Atlantic coast.
Jenny and I have been married for 20 years and stayed faithful to each other (well as far as I knew), but this turned out to be the trip where, well shall I say, we strayed a little.
We had a few days doing the whole Orlando thing then headed over past Tampa and spent a couple of relaxing days near Naples.
As we’d got older our sex life was not as wild or should I say interesting as it used to be. It tended to be weekends and fairly much the same each time. Jenny had put on a bit of weight, not that I was complaining, I had too and to be perfectly honest I loved the big tits she’d grown and the extra weight? Well it made for a real comfy fuck. There were times however I stared at the skinny young girls and wondered what it would be like to have one of those below you.
One nice thing about holidays were the time you spent together tended to pep things up a bit so in the first few days Jenny and I had fucked quite a few times and she was definitely ‘in the mood’.
We left Naples and picked up that long straight road running across to Miami. This was going to be the boring bit of the trip so I set the cruise control and Jenny was soon dozing beside me. An hour into the journey the gaslight came on so I pulled into the next stop and jumped out to fill the car. As I was standing there a voice behind me said ‘xcuse me sir we were wondering if you could give us a ride’. I turned to be faced with a girl and boy probably in their late teens or early twenties. ‘We’re hitching over to Miami and wondered whether you could take us part way’ said the boy. I’m not normally one to pick up hitchhikers but they seemed like pleasant kids so I didn’t give my immediate usual no. ‘Let me talk to my wife’, I said and moved around to her door. ‘There’s a couple of youngsters here looking for a lift’, I said, ‘they look alright, do you fancy some company for a while?’ Jenny turned and looked at them through the back window ‘yeah’, she said, ‘they look OK, go ahead’. ‘Your in’ I said to the couple, ‘dump your stuff in the boot and climb in’. I went to pay which gave me a few minutes to study them while they loaded their rucksacks in to the car. He was taller than me and certainly a lot fitter, dressed in jeans and a t-shirt with a band name I’d never heard of. She was about the same height as Jenny but as skinny as a rake. As she reached up to pull down the boot lid her t-shirt pulled tight against her and I realised two things, one she had almost no breasts at all and two, she was bra less.
I climbed back in the car and pulled out onto that long road. We started to chat and soon discovered his name was Robert, he was twenty and on his way back to college in Miami. She was called Amy, was nineteen and was Robert’s girlfriend; she was hoping to find work in Miami to be with him. We chatted on very easily for ages about life in the UK, life in the states, hobbies, music etc then gradually the conversation waned. I wasn’t concerned there is only so much you can talk about to two total strangers. But what happened next took me by surprise. I glanced into the rear view mirror and Amy looked as if she was asleep, her eyes were closed but then I noticed the slight smile on her face. I strained my neck a little higher so I could see lower in the mirror and realised that Robert had his hand up her t-shirt and was definitely giving her tiny breast a good grope.